“KGB, huh? The dioxin was yours.”
“I would rather die than be sent to some home like my son wants. I am nothing but a burden to him.”
“KGB, huh? The dioxin was yours.”
“I would rather die than be sent to some home like my son wants. I am nothing but a burden to him.”
I miss the pandemic. I mean... the worst of it. You know, I feel like a sociopath even saying this, but when we were hit the hardest? When the ED was above capacity? I felt like I’d spent my whole life training for a moment that finally came. I helped people. I saved them. And even when I couldn’t save them, I was doing exactly what I was meant to do. I held my patients’ hands as they died. I sang songs to them. And now, what? I’m supposed to hand them off as if they don’t matter to me? They matter!
Wait! I can help! But not if I’m stuck here, take me with you!
We can’t.
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this is for my son!
I’m not afraid of Nicholas Endicott. Or any other old man in a $20,000 suit. I am not afraid of him, Ainsley! I liked him! He was the first man in a long time that I could---. He was a widower, I thought he was broken like me, I thought he understood. But I was wrong. So, until you have endured a lifetime of heartache, maybe you could give the old woman in a $20,000 suit a little credit.
steve rogers sucks
u cOME INTO MY H OUSE !!!!!!!
So many people are gonna love you.
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I sincerely cant remember the last time that staff rolled out a feature that improved this website in any way
When they moved the reblog button to the bottom of posts
Where was it before?
at the top we had to scroll all the way back up in order to reblog
Wh
What the fuck
“you’re still rory’s mother, i’m still her teacher. we’re still.... us,” “so, nothing’s changed?” “nothing’s changed,”